KAYLA
I woke up alone again.
Killian was not in bed with me, neither was he anywhere in the room. I felt abandoned. I pouted my lips and got out of bed.
That was when I noticed a red gown on the dresser. Killian must have put it there for me. This meant that he had already dressed up and left for the party without me.
I exhaled harshly in anger. He left me!
The tray beside the dress caught my attention. He had gotten me breakfast too.
“What a sweet gentleman you are, Killian,” I muttered as my tone was laced with sarcasm.
I brushed my teeth and showered quickly before coming back out. I sat on the chair with the towel wrapped around my waist and began to eat what he had gotten me.
There was a baguette sliced into four pieces, scrambled eggs in a small white bowl, and creamed co
